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A Pirates Love	By : Shelle Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 3230 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 39
Madeline felt her blood boil as she listened to Jack's words. "Fucking pirate." she hissed as he closed the door behind him. She picked up a pitcher and hurled it at the door. She heard the front door of the house close and she got dressed. Black breeches and white shirt. She left her room and headed out of the house to walk through town. She fumed because of Jack leaving and the fact that she didn't have a ship to go to. She had no choice but to depend on Jack to help find their son.
Jack went to his ship. "Ye seem to be the only true lady in me life me black beauty," he murmured as he carassed the wheel. God, he was talking to his ship... but unlike all the rest... she never spole back, which was how he liked it. Part of him wanted to go to Norrington and tell him to find his son then he'd sail away. JJ would grow up hating his pirate father, meaning he'd never become one and Maddy would hate him for being a runaway father. It would be easily and his life would go back to being simple. He decided he needed a drink so he wandered to the tavern.

"What'll ye have love," a redheaded wench asked with a seductive smile.

Jack smiled back, "Pint of rum," he said.

She nodded and left to get his order.

Madeline heard his voice as he placed his order. He hadn't seen her, she was sitting at the bar with some of her shipmates but they knew better than to make conversation with her when she was in a mood. She watched as the redhead brought Jack his rum and her temper increased as she watched her bend over in front of him, practically shoving her breasts in his face. She slammed down her glass after draining it and stood up. Knocking the bar stool over. The bar became quiet as it happened. She turned and saw Jack look at her before she stormed out of the tavern.

She hurried to the docks and stood watching the ships in harbor. She turned as she heard footsteps behind her.

"Madeline?" She turned to see James Norrington standing behind her. "What is it James? I'm not in the mood."
"Are you still planning on sailing with Sparrow in the morning?" he asked moving closer to her.
Madeline took a step back. "Aye, I am." Deep down she wasn't sure if Jack was still willing to go. "I need to go." she said turning away.
James took a hold of her arm. "I meant what I said earlier. I'll help you."
"I don't want your help James. I am his mother and I will bring him home." she snapped as she stormed back towards Will and Elizabeth's. She entered the house and drank the night away in her room.
Jack spotted Norrington on his way from the tavern. Unfortunately, Norrington saw him too, "Commodore," Jack said hoping to get by.

"What did ye do to her," Norrington asked angrily.

Jack raised an eyebrow, 'Hmmm, prehaps ye should give me something more specific then her," he quipped.

"Ye know damn well who I mean, Madeline," Norrnington growled.

"We're having something of a difference of opinion," Jack told him.

"Why was she drinking," Norrington asked.

Jack raised an eyebrow, had she been at the tavern? "I wasn't aware," he said.

"Well she was and I know ye had something to do with it," Norrington hissed.

Jack raised his hand, "She's worried about her son, wouldn't worry about it. I'll go tend to her," he said.

"See that you do Sparrow," Norrington growled.

Jack was too pissed off to keep up the banter, he walked away and returned to the Turner home. He went straight to her room. She was standing on the balcony sipping a drink. "Plan on being drunk in the morning too," he asked.
When Madeline heard Jack's voice, she swallowed the entire contents of her glass. She didn't turn to face him. "Sure, why not?" she asked sarcastically.
Jack took the glass out of her hand and threw it over the side of the balcony, "Because yer son may need ye sober," he growled.
"Or have ye forgotten him since he's mine," he asked.
"Fucking pirate." she swore at him and turned to grab the bottle of rum that she had set on the floor. Jack took a hold of her wrist.
"I could never forget him just as I could never forget you Jack." she snapped and ripped her arm out of his grasp. Taking the bottle with her and walking towards the fireplace. She took a long drink and threw the bottle in the fire.
Jack went to her and pulled her roughly into his arms, "Do ye really want to anger me again tonight," he asked. "And why are ye so pissed off... after what I did to ye I'd think ye'd be glad to get rid of me," he asked.
Madeline buried her head in his chest and began to cry. "No Jack, I don't want to anger you, but if it's the only way I can have you, so be it." she cried.
Jack pushed her away, "Have me? I walk out to get me head straight and ye go off and get drunk... Maddy... are ye mad," he asked.
"Probably." she said quietly as she sank to her knees in front of the fire. "I love you Jack. I've always loved you. I was a fool to walk out of your life when I did. I was a fool for not telling you I was pregnant with our child." She sighed heavily. She picked up shards of glass from the broken bottle that lay on the floor and began to throw them into the fire. She picked one up and cut her finger. "Bloody hell." she swore and sucked the blood away from her finger. "When we find JJ, he can go with you Jack. I won't keep your son from you."
Jack sighed, "He loves ye Maddy, leaving ye is something he would not do," he said moving to her. He extended his hand to her, "Come here," he whispered.
Madeline slowly stood and looked at Jack's outstretched hand. "He loves you too Jack." she said in a whisper. She felt as if she was rooted to the floor.
Jack took her hand and gently pulled her to him, "Tell me ye don't hate me for what I did. Did I hurt ye terribly," he asked his voice threatening to break.
Madeline savored his arms on her. She shook her head. "I don't hate you Jack. I don't blame you at all for what ye did." she said in a hushed voice. "With the pain came the pleasure Jack."
Jack cupped her chin and looked deeply into her eyes, "Yer so beautiful... too damn beautiful... ye should be with a gentleman who'll take care of ye as ye deserve, but ye love me..." he shook his head as if it were more then he could comprehend. "Come love let's get some sleep... we've got a long day of sailing ahead of us," he said and kissed her lips softly.
Madeline's hands came up to hold on to his. She moved her body towards his. "I don't want gentlemen. I want you. My pirate. My love." she whispered as she deepened their kiss. Her hands moved to his shirt and began to unbutton it. He tried to push her hands away. "Don't deny me Jack. Please." she pleaded.
"I suppose fair is fair... I had me way with ye earlier so, do with me what ye will," he told her smiling.
Madeline ripped off his shirt. She needed to touch him. Needed to feel him. Her lips sought his once again. Their tongues doing a slow sensual dance. Her hands moved along his now bare chest and back. "Jack, I want you to make love to me. Claim me as yours once again." she whispered.
"But love, I thought ye were going to prove to me that ye still belonged to me," he said backing up toward the bed.
Madeline looked at him as desire flooded her eyes. "Take your clothes off." she growled at him.
Jack shook his finger at her, "No love, no one commands me," he warned. "I like me women soft and gentle... sea's rough enough on me not to mention the go around I just had with yer friend Norrington," he whispered.
Madeline looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Norrington was one conversation she wasn't in the mood to have at the moment.
"Sit down please Captain Sparrow." she said as she began to slowly remove her clothes. She let her fingers move towards the buttons on her shirt slowly as she undid them and pushed her shirt off. She slowly pulled off her boots and breeches until she stood there in her chemise. She undid her hair so that it fell over her shoulders. Her fingers moved towards the ribbon that held her chemise together and slowly untied it. She slowly pulled it away from her upper body, letting her hands caress her breasts. She heard Jack's intake of breath. She looked up at him. "Do ye think I can sooth ye Captain Sparrow?" she asked as she moved towards him slowly.
Jack grinned wickedly, "We'll never know as long as ye keep talking," he said.
Madeline gently pushed Jack back on the bed and then crawled on top of him. She let her lips and tongue graze over his neck and over his bare chest. She moved down and removed his boots and slowly crawled back up his body. Letting her hands slowly glide up his legs. She reached for the buttons of his breeches and let her hand cover his ever growing erection through the cloth. She slipped her hands inside and pushed his breeches down so that he lay naked beneath her. She took a hold of him in her hands and moved down so that her mouth was hovering over him. She looked up at him through shaded eyes and a wicked glance.
"How long do ye plan on keeping me in suspense," he asked.
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